Do you still feel like a child? if so, have a blast with these stories while you develop your english skills. Si todavía te sientes como un niño. Diviértete leyendo estas historias y mejora tu nivel de Inglés.
lunes, 14 de julio de 2014
jueves, 10 de julio de 2014
miércoles, 9 de julio de 2014
KATIE'S GAME
Katie loved playing video games on her computer, instead of sharing with her mom or her friends. It was about dinner time when Katie enjoyed the last lever of her favourite game because she was going
to defeat the evil wizard Mag. At that moment, her mom asked to turn the computer off and to go to
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EDUARDO CARDONA ARIAS
martes, 8 de julio de 2014
My Grandparent's House
James D. was a really restless adolescent. It was halfway through the
summer holidays and he was fed up and as always, he went exploring. He decided
to go to the ancient house of his deceased grandparents in the back of his
house. He took the keys from the basement and got in the house. James went in
and climbed up to the top of the stairs, when he saw a door which had never
been there before. Without hesitation he
entered the room; there was a dark energy which made him feel bewildered but an
odd purple chest made him stay. It was a dark chest sealed up with chains and a
padlock, beside, a skull-shaped key. “How stupid” he thought and opened it. But
just when the chest opened, he realized the silly one had been him. A purple
fog emanated from the chest, a smoke screen quickly spread through the room and
it gave off a strong smell of putrefaction along with sulfur. In an instant, a
puff overwhelmed him and then walls disappeared, time seemed to have stopped,
everything felt just as in slow motion. He was gasped for breath and he could
only make out a body laid on the floor. With difficulty he got closer and
desperately screamed “help, get me out of
here!” The purple fog dissipated and he, tormented, realized that the body
was his.
Miguel Angel Carrillo
lunes, 7 de julio de 2014
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THE CREATURE ON THE SCREEN
I remember I was tired but I could not stop playing. I would arrive at the last stage because somehow I had to get it, - yes I was really stubborn and out of mind-. I do not know what happened but twinkles came from the screen, it flickered endlessly. I could not stand it and I fainted. Apparently many time had happened and I had dissipated. All I could look around was a dark and somber forest, a big bonfire and a boiling cauldron. The worst moment -I had never lived- had not come yet. A sinister creature handled the cauldron, and me I jut was terrified, sweating, trembling. Surprisingly, while I tried to orient myself, the bets somberly and slowly got closer to me until it stood in front of me with her hairy tail, a long hair hanging down to the grown, her old gaunt face, her long and thin nose and her long nails that made her hands look like claws. I was absolutely terrified …Then, when it was in front of me, it caressed me with its rough hands and its long nails; immediately my face bled and I lost the capacity to difference between the blood and the sweat that were flowing from my face. ME, Katie, I lost every hope I had, there was no rescue for me at all.![](http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PT7LvYWY-wQ/U7qZNrQq6nI/AAAAAAAAACE/AHlDi7wFePc/s640/make-a-dark-statue-with-3d-tentacles-photo-manipulation.jpeg)
MIGUEL ANGEL CARRILLO
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